Wednesday, 16 September 2015

A Lucid Moment

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When I started this poem I intended to examine the frustrations of growing old, losing one’s physical abilities and being left with only memories. As I wrote I realised that a far greater tragedy would be to know that you are losing those memories. I hope you like the poem;

A Lucid Moment

I never thought I'd live so long,
I didn't really plan to
I lived my life at full speed
taking risks I aught not to.

I jumped from planes
and scaled tall cliffs
I dived beneath the sea
I even stood in foreign lands
while people shot at me.

I climbed tall mountains
crossed deserts wide,
and forded rivers deep.
I hacked a path through jungles
where scary critters creep.

I loved once
with burning fire
but sickness took my heart’s desire
and I was left to live alone
with a broken heart, turned to stone.

Yes,
I planned to be a candle bright
to live life short and sweet.
but now I have the tee-shirt
life ain't half as neat.

I had a young man’s mind
In an old man’s frame
I wanted to play;
Not remember the game.

Yet now life’s dealt its cruellest blow
It stole memories formed long ago
and left me alone to sit and stare,
a frail old man
in a green armchair.

John Carré Buchanan
16 September 2015

2 comments:

  1. Nice one, John. Some good lines in there but none better, in my opinion, than: I wanted to play/ not remember the game. A poem many of us can identify with.

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    1. Richard, Thanks for your kind comment. The concept behind that line underpins a poem I have written recently and plan to publish on the blog as soon as I can find the right words to introduce it. It stems from a doctor telling me that as a 50 year old I needed to stop trying to do young people's stuff (like living). It is a theme that has really annoyed and inspired me recently.

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